Date: Wed, 4 Aug 2004 22:10:01 -0700
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: Tommy the Slut 1/1 M+++m Oral Anal Orgy Bonding Military

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All the usual disclaimers that are usual apply here. This is a work of
fiction involving sex acts between consenting persons of various ages and
conditions of life. If you can't handle that or if you are not of the legal
age or mindset, go no further but remove this material from your possession
forthwith.

If you have faggot sensitivity, you ought not read this story.  I'd really
like to hear from some of you with either positive or negative comments. I
have no idea really if I'm bringing any of you pleasure or what it is you'd
like me to write about. I only hear from a few people on each story. I'd
really like to hear from YOU so I'll have some idea how I'm doing, and what
it is that you'd like to read. Thanks.

I used two returns between paragraphs to simplify formatting for you. This
is a hyphen -. This is an en-dash --. This is an em-dash ---. Other
high-ascii characters that PC's can't understand have been stripped.

Try to keep in mind that while 42 is the meaning of life, it is not the
only possible solution and that sexual dimorphism is Mother Nature's excuse
for being kinky.  Jon


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ST: Tommy the Slut 1/1 M+++m Oral Anal Orgy Bonding Military

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Tommy The Slut

by Jon Hold

jonhold@earthlink.net



Tommy was a slut. He knew it. His friends knew it. Everyone he sucked knew
it --- and that was a LOT of people.

Being born and raised in San Diego, California, Tommy learned at an early
age just exactly what all those young Sailors and Marines were about. There
was a bathroom behind the library at the Marine Corps Recruit Depot (MCRD)
that Tommy visited often. Tommy found out that if he sat in the end stall
and minded his business that a long string of very tasty cocks would be
pushed through the hole in the partition for him to service. Young cocks
sleek and hard, drooling long streamers of pre-cum and throbbing with
need. Older, more authoritative cocks looking for some pressure relief and
quite capable of teaching a tender young mouth everything it needed to know
to properly service a mans cock.

Right after school Tommy would pedal down to the base and take his seat. By
the time he left for dinner he'd have a red ring around his butt and a
belly full of thick, hot sap. Tommy preferred MCRD over the Naval Training
Center (NTC) next door because the Sailors kept wanting to come into his
stall so they could fuck his butt.

One day Tommy was cruising the underground bathroom in the downtown San
Diego square when a Sailor he'd sucked off a few times at the urinals in
the Military YMCA across the street came up to him.

"Hey, Kid! How ya doin'"

"Fine," Tommy tried to stay noncommittal, not wanting the cops to hassle
him.

"Look. Me and some friends are having a party tonight and I'm on the
entertainment committee. How'd you like to take care of fifty horny Sailors
Friday night?"

Tommy's dick got hard and he trembled all over thinking of all those hard
dicks. Tommy kept nervously looking around, afraid that he was being set
up.

"Look, Kid. No hassle, okay? I'm just asking you because a bunch of the
guys are horny and I know you're a good cocksucker. Think it over. Here's
the address where the party will be. Just ask for me, Seth, and I'll get
you set up with all the hard cock you can handle." With that the Sailor
ambled off, his seagoing swagger accented by his macho attitude.

Tommy's boner gave him no peace and Friday night found him driving out
towards Poway to a ranch well off the main road. Tommy parked in the dark
with the other cars and then just sat there, not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing out here?"

Startled, Tommy first saw a burly, work hardened hand with hairy knuckles
on the window sill next to his arm. His eyes widened as they traveled up
the hairy, muscle corded forearm to bulging biceps and wide, powerful
chest. Up above, almost in the darkness was a weather-beaten face with a
Nixon 5-o'clock shadow and the stub of a cigar. Tommy gulped. Half in fear
of getting the crap beat out of him and half in pure, unadulterated lust.

"Uh... Seth invited me."

"Hey! Cool! You must be the cocksucker Seth told us about!"

'Oh, great!' Tommy thought. 'That asshole sailor's got his buddies all
worked up to kick some faggot ass!'

Tommy was just reaching for the key to get the hell out of there when the
Sailor bent down, put his elbows on the windowsill, and asked, sort of
plaintively, "Hey, before you go inside and all them guys start hanging
around you, I just got in from sea duty." Reaching back with one big hand
to grope and pull at himself, the rugged sailor asked, "Think you could
take care of this thing for me before you go inside? I'm really horny."

Relief flooded through Tommy. The guy was everything but begging for a blow
job. Maybe he wasn't going to get his ass kicked after all. He could suck
this stud off and then split.

"Yes, Sir." Tommy said politely.

"That's great, boy." the sailor said with a huge smile, reaching through
the window to ruffle Tommy's hair before standing up and popping the
buttons on his Dress Blues. Tommy felt a swell of pride and lust while he
watched as thirteen buttons quickly released their hold on the front flap
of the woolen pants and his macho new friend reached into the newly
revealed pristine white skivies and pulled out a gnarled weapon that was no
mere boys toy, but a real true man's tool. A staff that had seen duty at
ports around the world. Capable of pounding a pussy into submission, of
pounding a boys ass into pudding or filling a throat with the heat of a sea
stallions pleasure.

Tommy felt himself drooling as the sailor stepped forward and presented his
ready organ for Tommy's inspection. Maybe seven inches long and thicker
than Tommy's wrist with lots of twisty veins sticking out for Tommy to
tongue and suck on. Tommy looked the cock over for any sores or unclear
seepage but it was as clean and well taken care of as one of the proud
gunner's mates prize cannon. Trembling with eagerness Tommy pushed his nose
into the sea-foam ticklishness of the sailors thick and curlies. Rooting
around in the clean man-scent until the big sailor spread his knees, Tommy
sucked him a mouthful of heavy man-egg.

The sailor groaned in pleasure and pulled Tommy's face into his groin with
both hands. "Oh, yeah!. Yeah, Man! Suck those gonies, boy. Suck 'um good!"

Tommy did his best to please. He sucked first one and then the other of the
mouth-filling gonads into his mouth, quickly falling into that hazy fuzz of
lust that totally corrupted his morals and allowed him to become any man's
slut. By half swallowing one nut, Tommy was able to get both of the
sailorman's stones into his mouth.

"Oh, Shit! Oh, SHIT!" the sailor exploded, grabbing hold of the base of his
nutsack and pushing back on Tommy's forehead to force him to let go. A
sucking "Pop!" signaled the sailors release and he grabbed himself at the
base of his cock and stuffed the wildly throbbing shaft into Tommy's eager
sucking mouth. "YEAH! SUCK ME, BOY!"

The sailor wasn't even trying to be quiet and Tommy didn't give a shit. He
was in full gear now with a real man pumping some seriously hot cock into
his mouth. Sluttishly servile, Tommy started sucking wildly. The sailor
went up on his toes and out of his mind when, with only the slightest gag,
Tommy took the salty cock all the way down to the root. Rough skinned hands
grabbed Tommy's head as the lust crazed military hunk started wildly
fucking Tommy's face. Tommy was in slut-pig heaven. He had a 100% all-male
stud fucking him like the whore he wanted to be for a man like this.

All too quickly cock swelled, throat tightened and balls burst forth with
their heavy load. After the first hard explosion, the sailor pulled his
hips back and got hold of the spit shining exposed part of his ejaculating
cock. Holding his cockhead in the boys mouth, the sailor blasted barrage
after barrage of heavy caliber cum into the boys mouth. He knew that even
if women didn't like having sperm in their mouths, slut-boys like this one
loved to taste a man's best offering.

Grunting with pleasure, Tommy held onto the sailors hard ass for dear life
and sucked the best he knew how to show his appreciation to a man who so
obviously knew how to treat a slut like himself.

With a final shudder the sailor collapsed with both arms thrown across the
roof of Tommy's car, just hanging there, leaving Tommy with only his hard
belly and loins filling the window, framed like a favorite TV show. Tommy
couldn't have been more pleased. Hands tentatively running gently across
the smooth belly, Tommy slid his hands up under the woolen jersey and
cotton t-shirt to feel the studs muscular, hairy chest as he gently sucked
the last of the thick juice from the man's throat-filling cock.

The sailor, shaken, dazed, happy, exhausted... laid across the roof and
enjoyed having his cock, balls and groin tongue-bathed. Tommy's hot tongue
on his belly was too much! The sailor pulled back and, with a giggle,
pulled Tommy out through the window of the car and into his arms.

Tommy wasn't worried any more. He just relaxed into the burly sailors arms
as the man kissed him over and over and stripped him naked. Holding Tommy
against the car with his chest the sailor made love to the boy's body,
feeling the kid up with great pleasure. Tommy was wiggling all over the
place but made no attempt to break lip contact with the big stud who's
tongue was reaching all the way to his tonsils.

Tommy grunted and his hard-on wilted when the man tried to poke a finger up
his ass.

"What's the matter, boy? You sore?"

Tommy mumbled something and tried to turn his face away.

"What?"

Tommy just blushed bright red and buried his face in the Sailors chest.

"What's the matter, Baby?" the Sailor gently asked, rubbing the boys butt.

Tommy just buried his face into the thick hair on the mans hard chest in
shame.

Trying unsuccessfully to push a finger into the boys tight hole, the sailor
was shocked! "My God! Are you a Virgin, boy? --- You are! Aren't you!!"

Tommy's face was burning red and the sailor reacted with great heat of his
own. The suddenly rampant sailor sucked his middle finger wet and carefully
pushed it up into Tommy's tight little rosebud. Tommy grunted and then
wrapped his legs around the sailor's lithe waist and started a high-pitched
whine as he trembled in the arms of his new sailor friend.

"Yeah. That's OK, boy. That's okay. You just relax, boy. You just relax and
take it easy. You let old Barnacle Bill take care of his boy. Barnacle
Bill's the gentlest man alive, he is. Shhhh, shhhh, shhhhhhh. You just
relax and let old Bill take care of you." The sailor kept talking quietly
and soothingly as he opened the back door of Tommy's car and laid the boy
on the back seat. Laying down on top of the slobbering boy, the lust filled
sailor took his time and gently kissed his new lover, constantly stroking
the boys lean sides until the he had calmed down and was actively seeking
Bill's kisses.

"That's a boy! Now you just relax." Bill kept kissing and stroking the boy
until he was sure the boys revived lust was stronger than any fear he might
feel. Old Barnacle Bill, in his fifteen years in the Navy, had copped the
cherries of plenty of America's virgin boys in uniform at sea. This was
Bill's first civilian boy and he accepted the challenge with gusto.

"You are a virgin back there, aren't you, Boy."

Ashamed to admit such a thing to such an obviously widely experienced stud,
Tommy blushed hotly and turned his head away in shame.

Chuckling at the boy, Bill turned the tear-stained to face him and lightly
bussed the young college boys lust sensitized lips. "None of that now,
sweetheart. You like having old Bill laying on top of you, don't you?"

Tommy nodded 'Yes'.

Bussing the boy again, Bill asked, "You like me kissing you, don't you?"

"Oh, Yes, Sir!" the boy quickly answered.

Bill kissed him long and deep in response. "Well... You like me laying on
you...?"

Tommy nodded 'Yes'.

"You like me kissing you...?"

Tommy nodded and hurriedly said, "Yes, Sir."

After another breath stealing kiss, the experienced seducer asked, "You
like me making love to you, don't you?"

"Oh, yes, Sir. You're wonderful."

"You've dreamed about losing your cherry, haven't you?"

Blushing again, Tommy reluctantly admitted the truth and nodded another
'Yes'.

"I'd be proud to be your first lover, Tommy. It's okay if I call you
'Tommy', isn't it?"

"Oh... Yes, Sir!" Tommy blushed furiously at having a real man like this
ask his permission.

"You don't mind if I kiss you, do you?"

Tommy shook his head violently, "Oh, no, Sir!"

"May I kiss you then?"

Blushing violently red, Tommy nodded once and then lifted his lips and
parted them in invitation.

After a long delicious time, Bill settled down comfortably, covering the
boy he now nearly owned with his hard body. "I'm going to be honest with
you, Baby. I really want to be your first man. But I'm not going to force
you. If you want me, you will have to tell me what you want. The truth is
that it always hurts the first time and sometimes even after that. But just
at first. Once you have a man inside of you you're going to love it. You'll
never feel anything that is better, especially with a man you can trust. Do
you trust me Tommy?"

"Oh! Yes, Sir!"

"Ummm, that's my boy!" Bill said into Tommy's mouth as he kissed him with
real passion.

After a long, heated session of lip-brushing and teasing and deep French
lip-bruising kissing and touching and feeling each other up, Bill gently
finger-fucking Tommy, first with his long middle finger and then with his
much thicker and rough-skinned thumb, Tommy tried to say something.

"Hum? What's that, Baby?"

Holding onto the heated thickness of Bill's rampant cock, Tommy quietly,
almost inaudibly asked, "Please, can I suck your cock again, Sir?"

Breaking lip contact, Bill looked sorrowfully into the boys face and said,
"No, Baby. I'm sorry, but I'm saving myself for a boy I love."

Tommy started to cry and Bill kissed his tears away. "That's okay, baby. If
you're not ready, that's okay. I love you no matter what."

Bill started to get up off of Tommy, but Tommy frantically held him
down. Bill kissed the boy lightly. "I'm sorry Tommy, but I have to get
up. I'm afraid that I'll lose control if I touch you much longer and I
don't ever want to do anything you don't want me to do. I don't ever want
to force you."

Tommy started crying out, almost hysterically, begging his Sailor not to
leave him. Clinging to Bill and refusing to let go, the boy was quivering
with lust, his tight hole clamping and grabbing at the big sailors
fingers. Bill grinned to himself when the boy started begging him to make
love and take his cherry.

"No, Baby. Maybe sometime. I want to be your first man, but I don't want
you to think I forced you."


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Bill gloated and grinned inside as a madly passionate boy began frantically
stripping the rest of his tight uniform off his work-hardened body. It
didn't take long before it was naked man and naked boy. Naked bodies
rubbing and touching. Smooth youthful body wiggling and shaking in lust
against the more mature, stoic body of the boy-lover. Stroking the boys
body, fingertips finding and stimulating every erotic spot on the needy
boys body. Groping and fondling youthful flesh. The experienced Sailor
worked the boy up into a frenzy, smiling as the kid hunched against him and
begged to be handled, to be used, to be fucked. Holding the boys jaws the
burly sailor liplocked the eager youth and drove his tongue into the boys
hot mouth at the same time his fingers opened the boys anus and drove into
his heated body.

Tommy was barely coherent. Never in his life had anyone ever turned him on
like this. He felt the powerful sailor's every move, simply lifting a knee
when he felt the portal to his insides being tapped by a rough-skinned
finger that eagerly worked its way inside of him as soon as the path was
offered. Tommy's lips were swollen with passion and the brutal kissing they
were eagerly receiving. Tommy's other lips were soon moist and puffy as
well in reaction to Barnacle Bill's thick finger being joined by a second,
and soon after by a third probing digit. Tommy was straining. Forcing
himself to open up and totally accept the fingerfucking he was
receiving. Bouncing his butt against Bill's big fist, fucking himself on
the wonderfully mobile fingers, squatting down and straining to get even
more of Bill's active fingers inside of him.

"That's it!" burst out the panting Bill. "You're getting fucked!"

Tommy whimpered in fear, and in need as Bill pushed him down hard on his
back and clambered into position, hiking Tommy's feet up over his powerful
shoulders, folding the much smaller boy in half, leaving him hopelessly
exposed and vulnerable. Tommy felt Bill grab his big cock and push it
against the now terrified boys butthole. "No! Please, Bill... I don't
think... AHHHA!!! BILL@!!! AHHHHHHHHHHA! PLEASE, BILL! PLEASE!!!
OHHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOOOOO! PLEASE. DON'T! PLEASE, BILL. YOUR KILLING ME,
BILL. OWOUCHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AHHHHHHHHH! The back seat of the old Chevy rang
with the love song of a cherry about to be plucked.

Impatient with the boys on again --- off again behavior, Bill slapped the
boys ass, hard! "Open that hole!" he demanded. "Open it NOW!" punctuated
with another hard slap.

Every time Tommy resisted he got his ass spanked. Every time Bill advanced
inside of him Tommy screamed in fear and clenched up tight which just got
him spanked harder until some more throbbing man-cock invaded him and
started the whole cycle over again. By the time Bill managed to grind his
thick pubic hair into Tommy's exposed asshole the boys ass was bright red
and he was screaming for Bill to fuck him. Grabbing the mans ass with tight
corded fingers, his heels beating on the man's back to urge him on.

"You got it, Boy!" And with that simple warning, Bill took Tommy for the
ride of his life. Never before, ever, had he been fucked by a man. And now
a man, a real man. A man seeking satisfaction from his partner and willing
to bring great satisfaction to his lover himself was in charge and taking
Tommy into an unbelievably beautiful world where sensation ruled the
universe. Tommy was soon clinging to Bill and begging for more cock, more
fucking, more, harder, deeper, faster, faster, harder... "Fuck me, Bill!
Fuck my ass. Screw my asshole, Bill, fuck my slut ass boy pussy, Bill. Bust
me open good and fuck me with that monster cock of yours, Bill! Fuck my
ass! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhhhh... Fuck my Ass, Bill... you fuck so
good. Tear my ass up now. Yeah! Yeah! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH>>>>>

Convulsing, spasming out of control, a suddenly worried Bill grabbing his
newest fuck partner in fear as Tommy's anal ring clamped down in a tetany
so powerful that Bill felt like his cock was being ripped off. Tommy
clenched his teeth and emitted a high-pitched squeal as an orgasm ripped up
his spine from his asshole to where it exploded inside of his skull. The
rebound swept through Tommy's convulsing body causing him to arch up
against Bill's corded belly. One rub and his hairless balls sucked up
inside of him and his essence sprayed out between man and boy in a burning
torrent so powerful it hurt. Hurt so good that he did it again. And
again. And...

Reacting from his gut level, the passionate sailor burrowed his head in
beside the boy and bit savagely into the nape of the kids neck. When the
boy arched up Bill ignored how tight the spasming hole was and
fucked. Fucked for all he was worth. Fucked his new sex toy with every
pico-erg of energy in his body. Slamming into the boys super tight asshole,
Bill roared and matched the boy spurt for spurt, fucking his burning hot
cream as high into the boys guts as possible.

Tommy wailed and, clutching feebly at the powerful form topping him, passed
out --- with a huge grin on his face.


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When Tommy became aware of his surroundings again, he was in a big
bathroom. Bill and Seth were both there and were sponging him down with
cool cloths.

"Hey, buddy. You okay?"

Tommy grinned a sort of weak grin, "Hi Seth, Yeah, I'm okay. I'm fine."
Swiveling his head so he could look at Bill, Tommy asked, almost
pleadingly, "Aren't I, Bill?"

"You bet, little buddy. You're about as fine as they come."

They all laughed at the triple pun.

"Man! Bill told me what you guys did, Tommy. Do you think that maybe i
could fuck you sometime?"

Tommy looked over to Bill, who nodded just a tiny bit.

"Sure, Seth." And then, as an afterthought, "Maybe you and Bill could share
me sometime."

Both older men smelled each others randiness and boned up something fierce,
ready to do just about anything to get a chance to fuck this good-looking
kid. Almost drooling, Seth said, "Sure, kid. Maybe we could get together
sometime."

Bill smiled softly at Tommy. "Well, boy. That sounds good. Maybe you could
let your Uncle Seth fuck you in the ass like your Daddy does. What do you
think."

Tommy was neither slow nor stupid. If this big sailor stud wanted to play
Daddy-Boy games with him, he was more than willing. He just wished his real
father was half as manly. Tommy got up and moved over close to his new
Daddy. "Daddy, what if Uncle Seth wants to spank me for being naughty too?"

Smiling in approval, Bill patted the little sluts shoulder, "Well,
son. Being an Uncle is almost like being someone's Daddy. Seth's my
brother, and I expect you to obey him exactly as you would if it were
me. Do you understand?"

Tommy looked down at the floor. "Yes, Sir. I didn't mean to be a bad boy,
Sir."

"I know you didn't, Tommy. And it's okay for you to be sure before you do
something. But, right now, I want you to go over and apologize to your
Uncle Seth and suck his cock real good so that he'll know that you love
him."

Tommy walked over to his new Uncle, his face red and shy with
embarrassment. "Hi, Uncle Seth. I'm sorry I was a bad boy. Can I kiss you
and make it better?"

The burly sailor smiled to himself, knowing a good thing when he saw
it. Lifting the kids chin and looking right into his repentant eyes, he
said, "That's okay, Baby. Your Dad and Uncle know that you didn't mean to
be a bad boy. Why don't you kiss me now and we'll worry about any
punishment later, if we need to, okay?"

"Yes, Sir," Tommy said, a gleam coming to his eyes. Holding onto his
Uncle's hips, Tommy sank to his knees and buried his face into the long
opening of Uncle Seth's white military boxer shorts. He sniffed around
inside the darkness of the boxer shorts until he was sure he had found his
new Uncle's thick penis. If he had known Seth liked to play family games,
Tommy would have been chasing him a lot harder. Tommy had always wanted to
make it with his father, but rarely saw him after his parents split
up. Come to think of it, his father's older brother was one hell of a hunk
too. With a deep sigh, Tommy decided that a cock in the mouth was much
better than any number of better cocks in the... uhhhh... imagination.

Sailorboy Seth pushed slutboy Tommy's face out of the way as he pushed his
skivy drawers down and off, but Tommy was latched on solid and sucking like
a steam pump before his Uncle Seth could sit on the white throne and spread
his knees. Tommy happily walked forward on his knees and, resting his arms
on the broad, strong thighs, got seriously busy giving his new Uncle the
blowjob of his life.

Seth leaned back against the toilet tank and watched the kid gobble his
crank in amazement. Not a neat eater, Tommy was slobbering and slurping and
generally making a pig of himself. Seth was actually fairly fastidious
himself, but somehow just couldn't work up an objection to the voracious
attack his cock was being subjected to. Daddy Bill rubbed Tommy's tight
little butt and patted it in approval, Leaning over the deeply involved
kids arched and straining back, Barnacle Bill the Sailorman ran his tongue
around the boys ear, eliciting a deep moan and a clenching asshole around
the fingers he was slipping into the hot, snapping boy-cunt.

"You're being such a good boy, Tommy. You're making Daddy so proud. Why
don't you sit up in Uncle Seth's lap and tell him how much you appreciate
him bringing you to this party so you can suck all those hot sailor cocks
out there waiting for you."

Tommy groaned and sucked as deeply as he could on the wonderful man-cock
filling his throat before moaning and slurping himself up off of the slimy,
drooling, and obviously delicious cunt-throbber. His Daddy Bill helped him
clamber up over Uncle Seth's wide-spread legs, stretching his own legs out
wide and opening his butt-crack wide so that the warm air had a chance to
cool off the heat where his new Daddy's fingers were taking advantage of
his extremely vulnerable exposure. Tommy was dizzy from lack of oxygen and
dazed with the overwhelming lust coursing thorough his body. These
wonderful men were totally focused in giving Tommy the best time ever, and
he wanted, with all his heart, to return their passion, to surfeit their
need for him as they were supplanting his wildest dreams with a reality so
fantastic that he didn't know, or care, if he could survive the pleasure
they were bringing him. Two great strong men, masculine men, adult men,
caring about someone as insignificant as he was enough to show him
paradise.

"Come on, Baby," his loving Daddy whispered into his ear, his tongue having
never stopped rimming, his teeth never stopped nibbling and his hot breath
never having stopped plying his ear with heated loving attention, "Climb up
onto Uncle Seth's lap now Baby. Let Daddy help you sit on your Uncle's
lap. Oh, yes! You are such a good boy. You are Daddy's wonderful, lovely
boy."

Daddy's words buzzed around in Tommy's head as his Daddy helped his
raggedly breathing, trembling with need body scooch forward across Uncle
Seth's hairy thighs, the hair cutting at his smooth, hairless bare legs
reminding him of the difference between a man and a mere boy. As he got
close to Uncle Seth's lap four hands helped raise him up onto Uncle Seth's
lap, and his arms went around his wonderful Uncle Seth's thick burly neck
as four hands helped adjust the peg that would help keep Tommy from sliding
off his wonderful Uncle's lap while they talked. Tommy kept his legs
stretched directly out to the sides and buried his overheated face in the
deep hair covering Uncle Seth's muscular chest as Daddy and Uncle Seth
helped him sit all the way down onto Uncle Seth's lap. Tommy groaned in
deepset pleasure when he felt Uncle Seth's hairy lap against his sensitive
buttcheeks.

Tommy wrapped his legs around Uncle Seth's narrow waist and adjusted
himself so he could sit comfortably. He felt Uncle Seth moaning deep down
in his chest and moaned right back. "Thank you, Uncle Seth. Thank you for
letting me suck your dick so many times. But thank you most of all for
inviting me to this party. Am I really going to be able to suck a bunch of
guys dicks?"

Seth bent his head down and kissed Tommy's forehead. "Of course you
are. Most of our division's out there waiting for you. I'm going to take
you out there naked in front of all those men and tell them what a
wonderful cocksucker you are. Then I'm going to tell them that you are
going to be walking around the party all night long and that if any of them
want you to suck their cocks all they have to do is stick it outside their
pants and you'll come over as soon as you can and give them the best head
they'll ever have. How's that sound?"

Tommy hugged his new Uncle even tighter and wiggled around on his
lap. "That sounds wonderful, Uncle Seth. But... uhhh... will any of the
guys get mad?"

"Hell no! Some of the guys might not take their dicks out for you, but
nobody's going to interfere with one of his buddies getting some
head. Especially not from a cocksucker as good as you. But, for right now,
how about riding your Uncle's pony a little? I'd like to see you get him
lathered up a bit."

Tommy just grinned. These men were so nice to him. All he wanted to do was
make them happy, and make them want to keep him as their boy. He started
trying to work on Uncle Seth's dick, but sitting on the toilet like that
really wasn't a very good position. Tommy asked Uncle Seth to move over and
sit on the edge of the tub. Daddy helped them move over, keeping one hand
on Uncle Seth's cock and Tommy's asshole to make sure they didn't come
apart. With his arms around Uncle Seth's neck and his feet out to the sides
of where his strongly muscled butt was sitting on the edge of the tub,
Tommy was able to work on Uncle Seth's slick cock pretty much any way he
wanted too.

"I'm on top, so you've got to do what I say!" Tommy said, Looking directly
into his big Uncle's eyes. Now, gitty-up!"

And with that, Tommy started the ride of his life. Up and down, twisting,
hunching, bouncing and shivering on Uncle Seth's pony post, Tommy amazed
himself with the pleasures a big man's cock could bring to a boys ass and
guts. He felt himself gurgling inside as he rode the pony hard, and felt
the ridged slickness as he slowly posted at a trot. Pushing his butt back
he slowly worked his way down the pole, letting the pressure of the swollen
head and the thickness of the marvelous shaft permeate his whole being with
pleasure. Barely moving, he could feel each raised vein as it slickly
rolled the flesh of his velvet-lined inner asshole before it as it's
darkened blueness traveled deeper into Tommy's glutenous interior. Reaching
the bottom, Tommy ground his tender ass into the thick springy brush that
tenderized it so very well. Shifting his hips forward, Tommy drove his so
much smaller, but unbelievably sensitive cock into the thicket of hair he
was sitting on. Rubbing his nearly hairless groin up Uncle Seth's hairy
belly, Tommy fucked his cock through the twisting strands that grabbed and
bit at him as he clenched his ass as tight as he could and forced all the
blood upwards into the head of Uncle Seth's cock until it felt like it was
going to explode inside of him and Uncle Seth was moaning in agony.

As quickly as Uncle Seth caught onto one trick, Tommy came up with another
until, bursting out of his self-imposed attempt at being stoic, Sailor
Seth, Lust-crazed Seth, Bull-in-Heat-Taking- No-Shit Seth stood, spun the
surprised Tommy around on his cock until they were bellybutton to asshole
and rode him down onto the bathroom rug where he proceeded to throw the boy
a fuck that he'd never forget for the rest of a long and sex-filled life.

No sooner than Seth had exploded his entire reservoir of man juice into
Tommy's totally pliant ass and fallen, almost insensate to the floor than
Barnacle Bill, driven beyond his limits just by watching, grabbed the boy
by the waist and lifted his butt into the air. Hands on the floor and frog
legged, Tommy's gaping hole and sense of loss were suddenly filled as his
new Daddy wildly slam-fucked his totally open ass. The last thing Tommy was
actually aware of was his Daddy's heat splotting into his guts.

Tommy came out of his stupor with both men washing his body and holding him
over the toilet so all the juices could leak out of his battered ass. He
held up his face and both men kissed him and told him what a good boy he
was. All three of them climbed into the shower and quickly cleaned up with
a minimum of playing around, although Tommy was very thorough in making
sure that both men's cocks were perfectly clean, and tasted clean as
well. The men returned the favor by making just as sure that Tommy's ass
was clean, inside and out.

They dried off and Tommy stood there naked and watching while the two men
got back into their uniforms.

"Well," Daddy Bill asked, "You ready to go out an meet the other guys now?"

Tommy just smiled and put his hands in theirs. A naked boy standing between
his Daddy and his Uncle, ready to go where they led him and do whatever
they asked...


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There was a line of men outside the door waiting to use the bathroom when
Barnacle Bill opened the door. There was no way they couldn't have heard
the ruckus the two sailors and the boy had been making in there, but not
one of them had knocked on the door ---- and not one of them had left.

Barnacle Bill smiled and nodded as he led the naked boy by the hand up the
hallway past the row of sailors and Marines who politely pushed up against
the bulkhead to give them room to pass. Seth followed as rear guard,
holding Tommy's other hand and saying 'Hi' to all his buddies some of whom
had rather obvious bulges in their uniforms. When they got out into the big
living room the glass wall had been opened wide to the patio, Bill put his
hand on Tommy's head, which had been swiveling around looking at all the
hunky guys, and tilted it back so the boy was looking up at him.

"Now, you can suck all the dick you want tonight, or none at all. That's
your choice. But nobody, and I mean NObody gets at your ass but your Uncle
Seth and me. You understand, Tommy?"

"Yes, Sir. Daddy and Uncle Seth can fuck me, and I can suck anyone I want
all night long."

"That's right!" Bill said proudly, tussling Tommy's beautiful hair. In a
much louder, more penetrating voice he went on, "Okay, everybody. Listen
Up! Tommy here has offered to suck cock tonight. Any of you want head, just
take your cocks out of your pants and let them swing free and Tommy will
get to you as soon as he can. My boy wants to suck you, you're going to get
the best head you've ever gotten, Subic Bay or anywhere else. Tommy don't
want to suck your dick, go find your own. Anybody hassles my boy answers to
me. Any questions?"

A tall, lanky blond standing over to the side raised his hand, "When's he
going to get started, Boats?"

"Whip your dick out and see for yourself!"

The guy, obviously about half-drunk and sea-cruise horny, dropped his flap
and had his cock out in two seconds. Bill and Seth dropped Tommy's hands
and Bill slapped the boy's ass as he said, "Go get 'um, Tiger!"

Tommy laughed gayly and, ignoring everyone else, scampered across the room
were he dropped to his knees on the thick carpet and, before the sailor's
dick could get all the way hard, Tommy engulfed his long, slender dick
right down to the short and curlies. Three long sucks and the guy grabbed
Tommy's head, groaned and thrust his hips forward.  A few seconds later the
staggering guy pulled his hypersensitive dick out of Tommy's mouth. Tommy
held on to the dick long enough to reach out with his tongue and lick off
the last drop of shiny white cum that seeped out of the young sailors piss
slit. Twisting on his knees to face the young Marine standing next to the
sailor he'd just sucked, Tommy moved closer, but the guy was shielding his
exposed cock from Tommy's view. Tommy gently moved the guys hand out of the
way and was confronted by a short stubby prong. Tommy licked his lips and
very quietly said, "I like small one's like yours. You can fuck my face
hard and I can burry my face in your pubes but when you cum it goes right
on my tongue and I really like that. The Marine smiled down at the boy in
gratitude as Tommy buried his face in his open fly and started nursing at
the luscious tidbit he'd been offered.

The sounds of zippers dropping and buttons popping filled the room.

Tommy discovered that he could walk completely naked around a bunch of men
and not be embarrassed at all. He could stop in any group and was welcome
to just listen or to join in. Some of the guys, especially the ones who had
"gotten to know him a little better,' felt free to rest a hand on Tommy's
shoulder, pat his butt or ruffle his hair. But no one treated him
impolitely or made him feel unwelcome. Guys would even hold his soda for
him while he sucked off one of their buddies.

Tommy would join a group of guys and, if one of them interested him, he'd
go down on his knees and suck the guy off. Sometimes the conversation would
keep going on, but usually the other guys would stop what they were doing
and watch. If the group was particularly friendly, and Tommy was surprised
at how many groups there tried to be really, really friendly, then Tommy
would stay on his knees and go round and round the circle until all the
guys had cum in his mouth. If a guy got too excited and started cumming
outside of Tommy's mouth, Tommy would play spank him and tell him what a
bad man he was for wasting his delicious cum. Then he'd immediately start
sucking the guy again, no matter how sensitive he was, until the guy gave
him a full mouthful. Jokes and sex play like that made Tommy very popular
with all the guys.

The only guy who hadn't taken his dick out of his pants was a grey-haired
old chief with so many gold hashmarks he walked lopsided. Tommy found
Barnacle Bill and asked him if the old Chief didn't like gay boys, was too
old to fuck, or just didn't like Tommy. Bill took Tommy by the hand and
dragged him over to the Chief.

"Guns. What's the problem. Don't you like my boy?"

"Naw, that ain't it, Boats. It's just that young guys don't like sucking
off old farts like me."

"You got that ass backwards, Guns. Tommy likes old farts just fine. Says
they're more patient and know how to fuck better.

"No shit?" the old Chief said, rubbing his crotch."

Bill turned to leave, but said, "You be careful, Boy. They call him "Guns"
because he's the boss gunner on the ship, but he's carrying some pretty
heavy caliber equipment himself."

Tommy agreed with Daddy Bill's assessment when he finally managed to get
the old Chief's main cannon completely unlimbered and out of the weather,
and then received the second best throat fucking of the evening, right
behind Daddy Bill's Dionysian performance. Tommy followed Guns' crotch down
as the old Chief sat down spread-legged in a comfortable overstuffed
chair. The savvy old seaman skillfully guided Tommy through a long,
satisfying second blowjob, finally rewarding the boy with the largest
ball-load of the evening. Seconds were better when the fucker had the
ability to handle the fuckee just exactly right, and the old Chief was
truly a master.

Tommy made a bet with one guy, and the betting got hot and heavy. Tommy got
to pick ten guys he hadn't sucked off yet and had twenty minutes to suck
them all off. He teased the guys and made them think about it for a bit,
and had to replace one guy who started shooting just from being teased and
thinking about Tommy's hot mouth. They lined the guys up, seven sailors and
three Marines, out by the pool and Tommy got down on his knees, ready to
start. The catcalls and cheering and betting were loud and raucous with
some guys urging Tommy on and some guys practically begging their shipmates
to do anything but cum. Twelve minutes and forty-two seconds latter it was
all over. The original bettor tried to have Tommy disqualified because he
had fingerfucked one of the Marines to get him to cum faster, but everyone
booed him down and the bets were all settled. No question, Tommy had won
--- and the ten "losers" were VERY happy that he had. Those that lost their
bets were a little disgruntled, but when Tommy offered to make it up to
them they quickly formed a line of their own and let bygones be boygonads.

Tommy had worked his way around and was offering seconds to those that
wanted them, which included everyone who had felt Tommy's fantastic mouth
on their dicks. He made no bones about the fact that he liked dark meat
just as much as he liked white meat and gave the Asian guys a hard time
about having small dicks until one half-Hawaiian, half-Japanese dropped ten
fat inches of loose-hanging boy fodder in front of his nose, and then had
to prove he could swallow the whole thing. Even he couldn't call it small
without laughing when he finally managed to get his head unstuck from the
damn thing.

The young Marine with the small dick that Tommy had sucked off second that
evening got drunk, got naked up on the coffee table and gave everyone a
great show of fine and fancy face fucking. He and Tommy got a standing
ovation and the Marine passed out when he tried for a third ovation. Tommy
was disappointed, because his new friend really was good once he let loose
a little, but, just put a pillow under the guys head and covered him up
right there on the coffee table so the happy Marine could sleep it off.

The sun was well up when Bill found Tommy on his knees in the middle of the
last die-hard group of partiers. He let the boy finish off the guy he was
working on and then, much to the regret of the remaining guys, picked the
boy up in his powerful arms and carried him off to bed.

Daddy Bill and Uncle Seth washed the sleepy Tommy with warm washcloths and
then tucked him in between them in the big bed. Before he dozed off, Tommy
heard his Daddy Bill say, "You sleep yourself out, Baby boy. Daddy and
Uncle Seth are very proud of you. When you wake up we'll get something to
eat and then Uncle Seth and I are going to take you to meet your granddad."
Tommy had never had a grandfather before. He fell asleep with a smile on
his face...


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Tommy the Slut Meats Grandpa


Tommy woke up all warm and fuzzy in-between two hard, hot bodies. His
thinking was a little fuzzy as well, but suddenly he remembered everything
and a beatific grin spread across his face. Something hard was poking him
in the back and something else hard was poking him in the belly. He looked
over his shoulder to make sure it was Daddy Bill behind him and then his
grin got an evil cast to it as he backed his still slick butt carefully
back up over the drooling head of his Daddy's dick. Wiggling his butt a
little to line things up just right, He sighed and worked his way down
Daddy's thick protuberance. What a sleepy morning experience. The bed warm
under his light body. The burning in his hole and the too large rod entered
him, almost uncomfortable, but wanted. Needed. The burning reminding him,
of how his butt had been used. How his Sailor Daddy and his brother, his
new Uncle had used Him. Used Tommy with love. With their obvious need for
him. What a wonderful feeling. Full of thick, hard dick. Mature full bush
grinding into his tender buttcheeks. Manly heat flowing into his strong
young body. What could be more perfect? ...The smoothness of Uncle Seths
body! His wonderful hard body under glabrous satin skin as Tommy bent,
folded, slid down his rippley front so the craving boy could suck the male
limpness into his mouth and warm it into throat filling rigidity.

Uncle Seth's hand ruffled Tommy's hair and lovingly stroked the loving
boy. Daddy Bill put one hand around Tommy's narrow waist and stroked the
boy's bony back with the other as he arched and ground himself into the
slut's wonderfully tight and hot butt. Uncle Seth responded by arching into
Tommy's face, pushing down just hard enough with his hand to firmly grind
his thick blonde cock bush into his cute face. Tommy watched the awesome
thick muscles of Seth's thick arm cord and twist as Seth rode his face into
the adult groin. Tommy lustfully watched the six-pack belly smooth, ripple
and bunch under his face as Uncle Seth fucked further down his
throat. Tommy moaned deep in his chest as both men started to fuck him with
their lustful wakening.

[Jim, The following two "units" can be interchanged. I did this because I
don't know how much of the pissing scean you care to use, and I don't want
to over do]

------ "Oh, Shit!" gasped the older sailor riding Tommy's ass. "It's too
fucking good! Oh, Shit! Oh --- SHIT!" Bill, still half asleep, did a little
burning of his own as his nuts cracked and his morning load of piss churned
and mixed. He was pissing and cumming at the same time and groaning in pain
and glorious absolution at the same time. Never had he felt anything as
powerful as when he convulsed, contracted and shot his load into a full
flowing stream of piss. The feeling of relief as his bladder emptied mixed
indiscriminately with the glory of shooting his heavy load up this kid's
tight ass. Struggling to wake and gain control of his body, Bill pulled the
boy up onto his knees, kneeling behind the kid as he continued to orgasm,
only shooting long streams of highly pressurized urine instead of cum. The
boy moaned and quivered as the burning streams of jetting piss scoured his
insides clean. "FUCK! Get up here Seth! I can't hold it!"

Tommy's mouth slurped and popped as Seth's thick cock suddenly slithered
out of his throat, leaving a vacuum in his sucking mouth. Seth's turgid,
not fully erect cock slung through the air. slapping wetly against his
thigh as he sprung up to his senior petty officer's aid. Bill's arm went
around Seth's shoulders as the husky sailor helped him pull Tommy over to
the edge of the bed.

"Plug his ass! I've pissed him full and I've got to shit!"

Seth grabbed his length and started stuffing the bloated head into Tommy's
hole even before it was vacated, feeling Bill's cock sliding out past his
sensitive cockhead as he stuffed it's sponginess into the boys amazing
heat. Super slick from the mucus in the boy's throat, Seth's cock slid
easily into the hole even as Bill's cock slid out. Bill ran for the
bathroom and Seth stepped directly behind Tommy, sinking his slick cock
into the upraised butt right up to his pubes. Tommy lay chest down on the
bed, smacking his lips for the last taste of the cock that was now in his
guts. Seth grinned and spraddled his legs. Tommy moaned deeply in his chest
as Seth cut loose with is morning load of piss, sighing with the pleasure
of his release. Tommy groaned in deep pleasure and begged for more.

"Piss in me! Piss in me Uncle Seth. Fill me up! You're making my belly
swell Uncle Seth. I love it! You're making me feel so good. Piss. Man
Piss. Piss in me!!!!"

Seth slapped the tight butt and pulled it closer to him. "God Damn, Boy!
Take it! Take my piss you little slut. Take your Uncle's piss you fucking
little boy slut. I'm going to piss in you and then fuck your brains out!"

Tommy was shooting all over the bedsheets. He loved feeling like this. He
loved the swollen feeling and the man piss gurgling in his guts. He loved
getting fucked by men. Strong masculine men like his new sailor
daddies. His Daddy Bill and his Uncle Seth. Seth was such a stud
muffin. Manly in every motion of his body. In the way he thought, acted,
smelled, moved and in how he treated Tommy, as a very special person there
to serve him. Tommy could feel the pulses as Seth spurted the last of his
piss into his guts. "Fuck me now, Uncle Seth. Fuck my ass, Uncle
Seth. Clean it out good for Grandpa."

Seth was suddenly wildly horny. Listening to this boy beg for more cock
after he'd pissed in him was unbelievable. Seth had never played with water
sports before, but everything he did with this boy was exciting. His cock
had gone limp inside the boys ass as he pissed but it was suddenly harder
and more sensitive than it had ever been before. He leaned forward over
Tommy's back and started riding him. It was so weird. His dick was
completely in liquid and, instead of giving him less sensation it seemed to
make him so sensitive that he could feel a dime laying on the boys
back. Fluid surges pounded the boys guts and made him squall as Seth's
thick piston pumped wildly back and forth. The widespread flare of Seth's
big cockhead, a quarter larger than the thick shaft itself, churned the hot
mixture in Tommy's guts and made it move at high velocity between it's
sensitive edge and the walls of Tommy's bloated intestines. It was too
much! Seth bit into Tommy's shoulder and blasted his guts with another load
of thick cum as he felt the boy convulsing under him, shooting his own
tortured load into the bed covers.

Trembling, pouring sweat and gasping for air, Seth carried the almost
unconscious Tommy into the bathroom. He turned and sat far back on the
toilet seat and let Tommy's butt slide down between his sweaty thighs. As
his bloated thickness slid out Tommy cried out, unable to hold back the
pressure inside him without Seth's help. Seth held the limp boy, crooning
to him and petting him as the boy emptied himself of his mornings
gains. When Tommy was drained, and he was drained, both of fluids and
energy, Bill stepped out of the shower and carried Tommy back into the
steamy enclosure with him. Seth moved forward and did his own business
before joining them. He and Bill managed to wash, dry and dress themselves
and Tommy and poured the limp kid into the back seat of his own car to rest
while Bill drove the three of them to a local cafe for breakfast.


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Tommy put away two complete breakfasts recharging himself while he answered
the two sailors questions. Yes, he was gay, and always had been, and knew
it while still in grade school. Yes, he liked people his own age, but
vastly preferred older men for serious sex. No, he didn't have any family,
not really. His dad had caught him sucking the garbage man's dick and had
kicked him out at the age of fifteen. No he wasn't in any trouble with the
law, and never had been and, yes, he was legal. Even if he did look
fourteen, his nineteenth birthday was only two weeks away.

Bill and Seth could hear the truth in Tommy's answers, but there was
something missing. Some intangible something that they couldn't seem to get
hold of. Outside, by Tommy's car, Bill confronted him.

"You're hiding something from us, Tommy! What is it?"

Tommy slumped in defeat. His bravado suddenly evaporating and leaving him
an exposed, vulnerable little boy. When he, bravely, looked up at Bill,
tears glistened in his eyes. "Look. Last night was fun. I know you guys got
off playing the family game with me, but the party's over. I can drive you
back to your ship or wherever you want to go. You guys were good to me and
I'm not going to make a fuss."

Bill looked closely at Tommy until he dropped his head again and started to
fidget. He lifted Tommy's chin on his fingertips and looked deep into the
boy's eyes. Thoughtfully, watching the boy, "How long you been looking for
a Daddy, Boy? How long have you been wanting to belong to someone and be
their son?"

Tommy turned away, pulling his head away from Bill's hand. "Don't worry
about it. You were nice to me, and I can take care of myself."

"I'll never fuck a woman. I'll never make a baby. But I've always wanted a
son. Someone to call my own. To guide and take care of and to love. Love
with manly love and to love as my son. To take care of and hold and talk
to. I want family Tommy. I wasn't kidding around last night. You're the kid
I've always wanted. If you'll give me a chance I'll do my very best to be a
good father to you. I swear."

Tears pouring down his cheeks, pain evident in his face, Tommy turned to
confront the man who had so quickly captured his heart. Turned and could do
nothing but stand there and cry.

An eternity passed. Both needy men not knowing what to do. The deep rumble
of Seth's voice broke the silence. "He really does need you, Tommy. I've
known Barnacle Bill for over fifteen years and I've fucked and sucked with
him all over the world. I've never seen him fall for someone the way he's
fallen for you. --- And I've never heard him call anyone 'Son' before."

Bill opened his arms in longing and Tommy fell into them, sobbing against
his new Daddy's chest.

The two lovebirds cuddled in the back seat. Touching and talking and
cementing the feelings they had for each other. Seth drove the car far out
into the country and finally turned up a long private road that led off
through a stand of trees. An electric gate opened after Seth had a short
discussion with the speaker hidden inside an actual Jack-in-the-Box
pedestal. The car pulled up in front of an imposing three-story
mansion. There were two boys about Tommy's age sitting on the porch ---
stone bone naked. Tommy ogled them as he was lead into the house. Bill
didn't bother knocking, just opened the door and walked in. A white-haired
older man came into the entry way.

"Bill," he said, his arms and grin spreading wide.

"Dad," Bill said, hugging and kissing the older man.

Tommy's eyes were about to pop out. Dad? It wasn't too hard to see just how
handsome and masculine or totally white-haired the man was since the only
thing he was wearing was an awesome tan. Seth put his arm around Tommy's
shoulders in reassurance and bent down to accept a soft-lipped kiss from
the older man. Laugher in his voice he patted the old man on the butt and
said, "Hi, Dad. Getting any?"

'Dad' punched Seth in the belly and made him, "Woof". "And who is this good
looking young man?"

Bill moved over and put his arm across Seth's on Tommy's shoulders. "Dad,
I'd like you to meet, Tommy, your grandson."

The old man looked at Bill and then at Seth and Tommy and back to
Bill. "You sure about this, Son?"

"Dad. We haven't really known each other very long, less than a day
really. But I'm sure. He's the boy I've always been looking for. I need
him, and he needs me."

The old man turned to face Tommy, and the arms came off his shoulders. He
stood there alone in front of the wise old man with the eyes that were
looking right through him, seeing the truth of what was in his heart. "You
want to be my son's boy? Do you want to be his son?"

Afraid of the old man. Afraid and trusting him at the same time, Tommy
gulped and said, "Yes, Sir."

"You don't call me, 'Sir'."

Tommy flinched and gasped in pain. Then he saw something in the old man's
eyes that he'd never seen before, and knew what to say.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Arms widened and Tommy burrowed into the soft white chestful of hair. Those
soft lips cushioned his and took his breath away.

Dazed, Tommy wasn't sure just exactly how, but he was in bed with three
naked men. His Grandfather, his Daddy and his Uncle Seth. All three men had
huge erections and were stroking Tommy's equally naked body. Somehow he
knew that his life was going to be wonderful.

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Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to.
                                        -Mark Twain